Chapter 1117

Grace declared firmly, "No." Her first thought had been of David too. As she cautiously surveyed her surroundings earlier, she deliberately searched for any trace of him but found none. She remembered David's build clearly. "Even if his build had changed, his voice wouldn't. It wasn't him!" she asserted. If it had been David, Grace wouldn't have wasted time with questions. She would have acted immediately. Oliver believed her. If it had been David, his composure would have shattered. There was no way he would have let them walk away unscathed. "Darling, I'm heading back to school soon," Grace muttered, voicing her concern. "I'm not worried if the target is me. But if it's Cliff, I'm scared I won't be around to protect him," she continued. Cliff slept soundly in her arms, his serene face tugging at her heart. The thought of her baby facing danger made her chest tighten with dread. Oliver sat silently for a moment, then turned up the heater in the car and drove them strai